Behind Those Smiling Eyes

With all the things I’ve done… with all the right things I’ve done… I must have done something really, really wrong to suffer this bitter poignant nothingness.

Though amidst the pain, I still find reasons why I’m here. Being so incomplete is God’s plan for me so that I won’t stop dreaming, I won’t stop working and I won’t stop striving to achieve those yonder dreams.

The lesson behind every poignant truth and the reverie behind every sweet tear.

It is all in heaven’s plan.

Bright Side

The bird says – “I maybe small but I can fly.”

The horse says – “I may not able to fly but I can run.”

The turtle says – “I may not able to run but at least I can walk, I’m not destined to crawl.”

The snake says – “I may not able to walk but at least I could crawl, I can move from one place to another.”

The tree says – “I may not able to move from one place to another but at least I’m standing tall.”

The grass says – “I may not be standing tall but at least I’m alive.”

The soil says – “I may not be alive but at least I’m fertile.”

The water says – “I may not be fertile living underground but at least I could flow.”

The coral says – “I may not be able to flow but at least I’m beautiful.”

The man says – “???”

If only man could appreciate these things…

P.S. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning when these things suddenly popped up inside my head. Good thing, I always had my pen and papers underneath my pillow, with that I could write even in the most holy hours of sleep.